Chapter 1 Lin Fan returns after rebirth

In the second level, humans came up with the same plan as Lin Fan gave weird advice in the first level.

That’s crowdfunding.

Whoever has the most ghost money will be the representative and enter the next level.

As long as you can pass the trial.

Everyone has a glimmer of hope.

At this point, they no longer expected to get the so-called parchment rolls.

Just want to live.

Lin Fan reached out and took the two thousand notes.

"These are the money you use to buy your life."

Lin Fan was confident that he could pass this level.

In this case, it can be said that it saved their lives in disguise.

They only charge two thousand Ming notes, which is still a small amount.

The man didn't panic at all when he saw that two thousand coins were taken away.

Instead, there was a hint of relief in his eyes.

Then he lay down on the ground, like a dead fish, saving energy.

For ten thousand Ming notes, only two thousand is still too little.

No one had any hope of surviving.

Lin Fan didn't give them any guarantee, he just turned his gaze again, his face looked strangely ashen.

They have different forms of death, including drowning and childish.

But what's different from the weird ones I've seen before is that they don't carry an evil aura or a chilling murderous intention.

It's that empty space of despair, waiting for death.

If it weren't for the strangeness of the goods being sold in front of him, he would have raised his swollen eyes and looked at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan almost thought this was too weird.

The old man and Yi Qiqi did not act rashly, but stood behind Lin Fan to observe the mystery.

Whether it is low or high, failure is possible.

The worst result of the failure was that three people died here.

Even in the best possible outcome, only Lin Fan can escape desperately.

But the chances are quite slim.

Lin Fan tentatively touched the antique in front of him with his hand.

The weirdness did not stop it, and there was no force of rules to put pressure on it.

The texture of the antique was very average. Lin Fan didn't understand antiques, but he could still feel that the dust on this thing had the quality of ceramics.

They all look like ordinary bottles with free shipping at 9.9.

At least that's certain.

This antique is worthless.

In other words, the reason why this terrifying scene was able to set the price of ghost money at a minimum of [-] was entirely supported by the parchment scroll.

"This chamber pot was used by Emperor Tang Zheng to drink tea 3 years ago. It was unearthed recently..."

"Stop, stop."

The old man couldn't listen.

"Can you please take some snacks? This is obviously a vase, and 3 years ago, before Nuwa was born, you had an emperor?"

There were so many flaws in this sentence that the old man didn't know where to complain.

Drinking tea from a chamber pot, the first emperor's surname was Tang...what a mess.

Lin Fan carefully studied every word it said.

Indicate it to continue the introduction.

"Nowadays, its price can reach up to [-] yuan. How about... do you want to consider buying it?"

The old man's eyes widened when he heard about one hundred thousand dollars.

"One hundred thousand banknotes!? Why don't you go grab the Huangquan ticket station?"

I originally planned to talk about robbing a bank, but when I thought about it, it was still unclear whether there was a real bank in this weird scene.

Then he turned to Huangquan Polling Station.

Gou Shiba looked at the old man in confusion, "Um... robbing the boss here is the same as robbing the Huangquan Ticketing Station, isn't it the same thing?"

This Huangquan polling station also belongs to the boss, so isn't it all about robbing him?

The old man's wide eyes did not blink, but he stared at Gou Shiba and cursed:

"Stupid! The reason why you robbed the Huangquan Ticketing Station is because of the weirdness there. If the guards are unfavorable, of course the group of weirdos will have to compensate."

After being scolded like this, Gou Shiba nodded subconsciously.

But I always felt that something was not quite right, but when I recalled this sentence, I felt it made sense.

Hanggui pulled Gou Shiba over and whispered:

"Ignore them, and tell me how to buy Youcai Ming tickets. The winning rate is high."

"With all that said, how can you get out alive?"

Gou Shiba had just been scolded for being stupid and was worried that he couldn't find a place to vent his anger when Hang Gui bumped into him.

As a result, Hanggui said without hesitation: "What if?"

Dog Shiba: "...6."

Hanggui wrote the character 6 on the first number.

Lin Fan's heart skipped a beat when he heard the hundred thousand notes.

Expensive, too expensive.

This must be much higher than the price of the antique itself.

If you take out 10 ghost notes yourself, you will definitely die because it exceeds [-]% and fails the trial.

But this one hundred thousand ghost notes may be the key.

"I don't think it's worth it. It's worth a thousand dollars at most."

Lin Fan tried to bargain.

The strange person in front of him still had a lifeless face, his body was crumbling, and he looked like he might die at any time.

This made Lin Fan turn his attention from low-quality antiques to Weiyi.

This behavior of the weird ones is too abnormal.

The weird thing in the first level is that even if he couldn't eat meat for three days, when he finally died, his face was full of unwillingness to survive.

They were obviously just imprisoned in place, looking like they were worse off than dead.

There must be something hidden inside, a secret that I haven't discovered yet.

And it is very possible that this secret is an existence that even the Hanged One has not discovered.

"You've gone too far. This thing is only 3 years old. It's more than that. It's absolutely not okay."

Lin Fan immediately said:

"What about the [-] Ming notes?"

Weirdly silent, he just stretched out his hand to indicate permission for the transaction.

Lin Fan frowned slightly and spoke again.

"Nine thousand ghost notes."

"No, the Emperor Shi Huang has used them more than this."

"Nine thousand nine hundred ghost notes?"

"Brother, do you only lack the one hundred ghost notes?"

With strangely swollen eyes, he finally looked up at Lin Fan.

In its eyes, Lin Fan read: If you are poor, don't buy antiques.

Lin Fan was about to get up and ask about the weird prices on other antiques.

The female trialist who collapsed on the ground said in a hoarse voice:

"There's no need to waste your efforts... They all cost [-] netherworld coins, and they all say the same thing."

"If you can't get [-] hell of money... just wait to die."

After the female tester finished speaking, her head rested on the chest of another female tester.

We have decided to die together.

The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "It's all [-] yuan? Brother, do you need me to step in?"

In the old man's opinion, if the price is not lowered to one thousand, he will lose.

But Lin Fan shook his head and rejected it.

Because if it is less than 10%, it is also death.

There was just one thing that Lin Fan didn't figure out.

Whether it was [-] net notes or [-] net notes, their expressions still did not change at all.

Could it be that the chains that imprisoned them restricted their expression changes?

This possibility is very small, because Weirdness also has micro-movements and micro-expressions.

It is absolutely impossible to have any props that can make so many weird people fall into this kind of sluggish situation and still be able to talk freely.

The only thing possible is...

These are the so-called Ten Thousand Underworld Banknotes and One Hundred Thousand Underworld Banknotes.

None of them are correct answers!

Lin Fan imitated it, knocked on the table, and whispered:

"Every time I estimate, is it better to estimate it at one thousand, one thousand, or ten thousand or ten thousand?"

Hearing this question, his eyes swelled strangely, but he didn't answer immediately.

But in Lin Fan's eyes, it was obvious that he opened his mouth and wanted to speak.

It's just that no sound can be heard.

Plus its lips are thick and ulcerated.

It is impossible to tell what it wants to say through lip reading.

I saw it struggling for a while before making a sound:

"up to you."